Love in Xuancheng

When Feng moye heard the speech, the sword eyebrow suddenly screwed up. His heart was like being clamped by iron pliers. He tightened slowly. It hurt so much that he even wanted to stop breathing. His mind was in a mess. He couldn't think about what was going on. He just subconsciously grabbed Shen Xingyue and said, "don't treat me like this! It's too cruel!"

"If I treat you like this, I'm cruel, but if you treat me like this, how can you know how cruel you are?" Shen Xingyue pushed him away with indifference on his face.

"When did the king treat his wife like this?" Feng moye didn't understand. In a moment, it seemed that he suddenly thought of the reason, "Madam knows?"

"As long as anything is done, it will be known sooner or later. It's just a little later! If you insist, I won't stop, but don't want me to look back at you in the future! I can't afford this love, it's too heavy!"

Shen Xingyue then turned her hand over, took out a dagger, pulled Feng moye's hand and put the dagger in his palm.

Her cold and alienated eyes were as cold as the dagger in the palm of her hand, and there was no popularity. Feng moye knew that she was really angry this time. He threw away the dagger and took her into his arms. He whispered in her ear: "I will listen to my wife in the future and never go against her will. I will never do anything harmful to myself in the future. I promise, never! Never!"

"I regret marrying you!" Shen Xingyue said faintly, without a trace of emotion.

The wind Mo Xie smelled the speech and couldn't help but freeze his body. He frowned and asked, "why?"

"Because you care too much, you regret it! Without me, you won't suffer from inhuman torture due to injury again and again. Without me, you don't have to work so hard and live carefully. Without me, you won't be angry all day. Without me, your life wouldn't be as bad as it is now..."

"Without you, the king would have died long ago. Without you, the king has no attachment at all! Fortunately, knowing that you are here, the king has worked hard to live, kept looking for you and kept it until now. God has treated the king well, and finally let the king find you." Feng moye said word by word very seriously and cherished the petite body who had lost a circle due to pregnancy.

Shen Xingyue felt strange but didn't want to ask more. Like a lifeless wood, let him hold it without any reaction.

"I can't bear my wife working so hard, so I didn't think much... It's my fault that I didn't think for my wife. Don't be angry, madam? I know I'm wrong!" Feng moye coaxed in a soft voice.

"Good moon, if you are angry, let it out. Don't oppress yourself." Feng moye doesn't know what to do. He's not good at teasing girls!

Feng moye put her arms on her waist several times, but when she let go, her arms hung down again, and she didn't want to hold herself tightly.

"Madam, if you don't want to talk, it's good to hold the king quietly?" Feng moye felt that his heart began to float again without landing, which generally made him feel inexplicable panic and uneasy. It seems that only when she holds herself tightly can she feel secure.

"I will never do anything to hurt myself in the future. I will never do it again. I will cherish myself like my wife."

"Madam, I'm very flustered. I'm afraid of this feeling."